Friday, September 12, 2014

The thing about it

This past month or so has been trying. The thing about it is, though, I don’t really have anything to complain about, which is why I haven’t said anything up until now. But it’s also the reason I haven’t blogged for the past week, and kind of sporadically before that.

Last week, I came down with another bad cold, only about five weeks after the first one. I hardly ever get sick, even with a cold, so getting two in, basically, a month is a pretty big deal for me. On the plus side, it passed faster than the first one did.

But it couldn’t possibly have come at a worse time. I was swamped with work, which I found very difficult to do when I felt so awful. I also had campaign stuff to do, but had even less energy for that. Still, I went to a candidate debate and an organising meeting (I was out two evenings in a row).

This week it’s been about the campaign (apart from Monday, on which I was a total washout). Today I even finally had time to catch up on some household chores that were neglected over the past couple (busy!) weeks.

There’s so much to do over the coming week, but I at least have the sense that it can all get done, something I wasn’t so sure of at this point a week ago. Still, perseverance is a strategy, I suppose, and it did work.

All that left me feeling profoundly tired—exhausted, even. I can’t seem to get enough sleep, no matter how many hours I get. That tiredness makes my already dodgy memory even more unreliable, which certainly hasn’t helped matters any.

But the thing about it is, none of that is worth complaining about, especially since I did get everything done, recovered from that bad cold, and survived to tell the tale. Other folks—candidates in particular—have far more on their plates than I had this past couple weeks. By comparison, at least, I had it easier.

Now, the point is to be ready for the next week—get enough sleep, eat sensibly, correctly prioritise what I need to do, and work the plan. Then, on September 21, I can totally relax. And I will.

I may even resume blogging more regularly.


rogerogreen said...

tea, or chicken soup, for Nigel next time he's sick Otherwise, instant karma's gonna get you.

Arthur (AmeriNZ) said...

Apparently so…